123. Leaving sorrow, the edge of hell

The large courtyard, which used to be spacious and flat, was now covered with patches of blood, scattered with a few stumps and severed arms, clumps of black hair scattered on it, and with it the disgusting smell of blood!

On the left-hand side, a maid was half-kneeling on the ground, and the stout man pulled her hair and slapped her loudly, and the poor maid's mouth was covered with blood, and even the placket of her chest was covered with blood!

On the right hand, a thin servant with whip marks on his upper body was already in a semi-comatose state! The chubby minion next to him was hung upside down on the torture instrument, and a big water tank was placed on it, and the chubby minion's whole face was flushed, his eyes were bulging, and he looked like he was already brain congested!

There were still a dozen maids lying on the ground, their faces terrible, their features distorted by excessive pain, their eyes filled with the shadow of death, and from their withered, chapped lips were unbearable howls.

Some of them squirmed and moaned high and low, some of them did not move at all, only their breasts were still rising and falling slightly, indicating that he was still breathing......!

For them

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is facing death.

And the author of this scene in front of him, Prince Fu Cheng, was smiling and tasting the tea paid tribute from the Western Regions! From time to time, he stopped to "appreciate" the "beautiful scenery" created by the scene in front of him!

Such a creepy Shura Hell, just one glance at it made Manzhu sick to his stomach for a while...... Although the World Heritage stood in front of Manzhu in time, Manzhu couldn't help but retch!

She blamed herself deeply! It was all her fault! It was she who had caused these innocent servants to do so!

Hearing the sound of vomiting coming from behind him, Shi Yi hurriedly turned around and asked in a very nervous whisper, "Master Manzhu, are you ...... It's okay!"

Manzhu endured himself and pointed to the courtyard in front of him, "World Heritage, save them......" Manzhu finished speaking, and began to retch again!

The world heritage is anxious and panicked, Master Manzhu is so uncomfortable, but he can't do anything at all!

Shi Yi turned around and glanced around coldly, it was this scene that made Master Manzhu disgusting, if it wasn't for Master Manzhu opening his mouth and asking him to save them, he really wanted to shatter everything in front of him, out of sight!

After a week of glancing, the eyes of the world relics were finally fixed on his father!

Seeing that the world relics turned around, Prince Fu Cheng looked at him, gently put down the teacup, and said with a smile

"World Heritage, you're back!"

Shi Yi didn't speak, just stared coldly at this middle-aged man who was related to him by blood and had seven points of imagination!

Unable to get an answer from the World Heritage, Prince Fu Cheng smiled instead! This is his World Heritage, and he has long been used to it!

Prince Fu Cheng waved his hand to everyone and said, "Okay, it's okay, let's go to sleep!"

The tone of the speech is like asking everyone to have a meeting, and now they will disperse and go home as easily!

After Prince Fu Cheng finished speaking, he didn't ask where the world had gone, but happily hugged Concubine Hui, who had already been frightened into a sluggish state on the side, and went straight to the bedroom!

It's almost dawn, but he still has a lot of things to do......

After the figure of the prince disappeared for most of the day, there was a loud sound of relief in the courtyard, and then there was a suppressed sobbing

Thank God they were finally saved!

It should be thanks to the little prince, it was his return that saved them!

Whining~~~~

Shiyi turned around and whispered, "Master Manzhu, let's go back first!"

As he walked through the courtyard, he carefully blocked Manjoo's view with his body, so that Master Manju would not experience the same terrifying scene as before!

Walking through the courtyard, the World Heritage reassured, "Master Manzhu, don't worry, don't rush here to return to its original state in half an hour!

Manju covered her mouth and couldn't speak, nodded and left with the relics......

In front of the attic where the world lived, Manzhu felt a little better, but the guilt of the innocent maids and servants and the guilt of Chu Wedge Jie made Manzhu almost breathless!

This incident strengthened her decision to return to 2010! If it weren't for her, there wouldn't have been such a horrific killing tonight!

The world heritage had already noticed that Master Manzhu was unusual, and he knew that she must be blaming herself for being kind! He didn't want her to blame herself, it had nothing to do with her!

"Master Manju ......"

"World Heritage ......" Manju said before World Heritage opened her mouth to say words of comfort, "World Heritage, you go to bed early!

Without waiting for the World Heritage to answer, Manzhu had already turned around and left first!

The hand that the World Heritage wanted to stop was frozen in mid-air, and it wasn't until Master Manzhu walked away that he slowly let go!

World Heritage can deeply feel the guilt revealed in the back of Master Manzhu!

Manjoo, who is gradually moving away, insists that she can't turn back! She is afraid that if she turns back, her determination will be shaken!

Although she said in her mouth just now, "Let's talk about it tomorrow!", but in her heart, there was one more sentence if there was still tomorrow!

On the other side of the Fucheng Courtyard, in Da Qiao's wing, another set of voices came from the room

"Miss, there doesn't seem to be a sound outside!" said the girl named Cui'er tremblingly, with full fear in her voice!

"Hmm!"

Da Qiao sat on the warm bed, holding the cup, and the water in the cup kept shaking! It could be seen that she was very scared! This was probably the first time she had such a terrifying experience when she was so old!

"It seems that the little prince is back! So the prince of Fu Cheng is not in a hurry! Let everyone go back!"

"It should be like this! Cui, tidy up, I'm going to rest, it's almost dawn!"

"Yes, Miss!" Cui'er began to make the bed with trembling hands!

Da Qiao stood up, but his body shook, and he almost didn't stand firm!

"You're all right, Miss!"

"It's okay!" Da Qiao gently tapped her still trembling legs! She gritted her teeth and said! With such a scream, I'm afraid she will have palpitations every time she thinks about it in the future!

Cui'er hesitated for a moment, but finally said what she had always wanted to say to the eldest lady

"Miss, the slave knows that she is a subordinate and has no one to speak! But the slave still wants to remind the eldest lady! In the past, it was rumored that the prince of Fu Cheng was brutal and killed like hemp, so if you don't believe it, it's okay! But today you saw it with your own eyes! Do you still want to marry the little prince?"

Cui'er had the courage to finish her words in one go!